The Dialogue. (poeTry)

by: a.paige

and the dialogue grows

the irreconcilable, uncontrollable creature knows

when another voice calls out

everyone screams out

for everyone else to tame

the beast that had awakened their fear

but who is left to hear?

the ongoing conversations leave me with

a funny feeling, hinting

all voices converge at some point. ’tis time

“we are here, we are here,” we chant till nine

then fly to the moon and back, wishing

that heaven listened, even as the stars glisten

but who is there to hear?

This Is Our Song

 by: amica paige

Just because you’re caught

Doesn’t make things right

The people are hurt,

the children are dead

When you pulled that trigger

and lit that cooker.

Just because you’re dead
Doesn’t make things fine

Those who remained—a part of them died

When you pulled that trigger
and lit that cooker.

But because you‘re caught

There’s one less dirt

No one gets hurt,

no child will die...

until one of your kind

looses his mind...

And because you’re dead

There’s one less scum

Nobody gets hurt,

no child will die

Until one of your kind

looses his mind...

And because we’re here

All of US hear

The havoc you man,

the destruction we see

Yet for life,

we stand.

For Boston, we stand. For Newtown, we stand. For New York we stand.

For the children, we stand. For the women, we stand.

For the voiceless, the helpless, and the blood of the innocent, we stand.

Because despite all our differences, we stand. For life.

This is our song. Though our bodies may fail, our spirits prevail.

Life overcomes evil.

On Bended Knees (poeTry)

by amica paige



Fleeting images in my head
As the water hits my back
Relentless memories—how they stick!—
Yet they melt before the holy One—
Down the drain they slip away
While on bended knees I pray.

Wise One (poeTry)

by amica paige



Oh, wise one
Oh, truth
Oh, master of time
Oh, lord of air
Who has treaded upon the waters
and laid out the veins of earth
with fiery words?

Oh, source of light
Oh, giver of life
Oh, father of eve
Oh savior of mankind
Who has suffered the darkest depths
of the human heart,
and yet did not utter hate as his blood was shed?

In absurd gentleness
In total surrender
Who merely cried out, “Why—
Father has though, me, forsaken?”
To make way for redemption
Through unthinkable love and forgiveness
Despite the scorn of a thousand thorns and lashes?

Oh, king of kings
Oh, lord of all
Oh, wise one
Who seeks wisdom anymore
in humility and meekness
that truth might be granted to light up our lamps
when you suddenly come?

Piercing the dark with your light
to unveil the truth
and reveal all the mysteries ever hidden from man
Your word is a sword
You are the word
And the word was with God
And the word was God, through whom all things were made.

Jesus. Yeshua. Jesus.
The way, the truth, and the life.
Regardless of what man believes,
You will come again in all your glory
after the good news is preached
to the ends of the earth
Oh, God of the heavens.